Burrito

I was all jangles, all jangley jangles, it’s the right thing to do but it still scares the bajeezles out of me, surrendering my rent stabilized Brooklyn one bedroom. But I am pretty sure that all but two ducks are in a row to move into a new place with K. and O., so not much left to do except surrender my rent stabilized Brooklyn one bedroom. I celebrated with a late lunch, a burrito by the train station, like you do.